Ashoka's New Path

Ashoka's New Path
A female Muscle Growth Star Wars fan-fic by J.W. Appel.

Ashoka Tano felt lost. Ever since leaving the Jedi order, she had wandered the galaxy in an old, decommissioned ship given to her by Anakin Skywalker. The former Padawan thought of her old Master often and sometimes began to have second thoughts about her choice. Nevertheless, her pride would not allow her to turn back even if her anger towards the Jedi Council had started to wane.

It was out of respect for Anakin that Ashoka continued training her connection with the Force. Her levitation skills were at their peak and she had even begun to receive the occasional vision. Unfortunately, they were still too blurry to see clearly and even more  difficult to decipher.

One day however, the former Padawn received a vision that was shockingly clear but no less difficult to decipher. She saw herself lifting weights in a gym, struggling with a massive barbell. Her nemesis, Asaji Ventress, was also in the gym but she looked different: she was built like a powerful amazon and her muscles bulged as she effortless curled  a huge amount of weight.

Ashoka watched herself fly into a jealous rage and use the Force to throw her own barbell at Asaji. Without even looking up, the Sith apprentice caught the weight in her free hand and snapped it in two! She then stopped her workout and turned towards her rival with a menacing glare.

Ashoka gulped and tried to use a Force Shove to repel her nemesis, but the Sith Amazon barely stumbled despite her best efforts. The former Padawan tried every Force technique she knew but nothing seemed to phase Asaji. The Sith Apprentice began pummeling her with her bare hands until Ashoka felt a hand on her shoulder. It was warm, comforting, but most of all strong.

Ahoka suddenly found the strength to catch Asaji's punch. She stood up straighter and  her muscles begin to inflate with power. She grew until she was as big as her rival and and hammered the Sith Amazon with a solid punch that sent her into a wall. The former Padawn smirked at this development and proudly flexed her new muscles before rushing forward to continue the fight on her own terms.

That was when the vision ended. Was it a vision? It was all too strange to be a possible future. Strange, yet not entirely unpleasant. In fact, it was wonderful.

Ashoka soon dismissed what she'd seen as nothing more than an odd dream. It wouldn't be the first time she'd fallen asleep while trying to meditate. Still, she had felt something real during the experience:that warm, comforting, strong sensation that preceded her growth.

Some time passed and Ashoka began having similar dreams almost every time her eyes closed. She saw her muscular counterpart battling massive beasts and Sith warriors with her bare hands, lifting giant weights,  arm wrestling men and women whose muscles were as big as her own, and other feats of phenomenal strength that left her with a undeniable feeling of pleasure each time she awoke.

The latest dream however gave her something new: a quest. She saw herself on stage at a bodybuilding contest, flexing her massive muscles in front of a crowd of various species. She hit pose after pose to roaring applause and felt the wonderful warmth course threw her more rapidly than ever. By the time she was announced the winner and handed a trophy, she was addicted to the feeling and needed to experience it even more.

Getting an idea, Ashoka grabbed a microphone from the nearby M.C. and began addressing the crowd: "Listen up! I'm still in the mood for a challenge so if anyone  here thinks they can give me a challenge, come on, the trophy's yours if you can take it!"

No one answered but two girls made their way to the stage. One was a Twi-lek and the other was a human who had dyed her hair with a red streak.  All Ashoka took in was their average looking builds.   She'd expected whoever challenged her to be a regular gym goer at the very least and someone who could've been a bodybuilder at most. "And you are?"

"My name is Hera Syndulla." The Twi-lek girl was almost smug sounding as she spoke. "My friend's name is Sabine Wren. We are Padwans to Master Ellora."

Ashoka chuckled. "Never heard of her. Anyway, I doubt the Force will help you much in this contest." She flexed her biceps in a show of intimidation but neither girl seemed very impressed. "Oh, we've got something much more that that."

This statement alone surprised Ashoka but it was nothing compared to what happened next: the two girls began to flex and their muscles started to rapidly grow. In mere minutes, they were big as Ashoka and getting bigger by the second!

The former Padawan felt weak and scared for the first time in a long while as she witnessed the change. The two girls soon towered over her with their heads nearly nearly touching the ceiling. "You look sort of puny from up here." Sabine taunted "why don't you come on up?" She reached down and grabbed Ashoka, raising her up to eye level. "Nope, still puny."

"What do you want? How can you do this?" Ashoka asked even as she struggled to escape the crushing grip. But ever her new amazonian strength paled in comparison to the power of this goddess.

Sabine smirked and flexed one massive arm. Her bicep nearly went through the ceiling! "You could have all this and more if you go to Master Ellora."  "Wh-where can I find her?" "Seek out Amrisso, planet of the Forgotten Jedi."  The hulking giantess then started to glow extremely bright, creating  a great flash that blinded Ashoka. When her sight returned, she was in her ship, in her normal body. Had it all been a strange nightmare? No, it was a vision. She knew now what they had truly meant and what she was meant to do: find Amrisso.

The planet was a thing of myth among the young Padawans and many rumors had sprung around it: Some said it was a planet where a great Sith Army had wiped out so many Jedi that the Order very nearly ended. Others say it was a place of Gray Jedi, those who were caught between the Light and Dark Sides, serving neither one. Anakin himself always said it was an ancient prison the Order used for Sith when Master Yoda was a Padawan. Whatever it was, it held the secret of Ashoka's desires, this she knew.
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As it turned out, Amrisso was nothing but a dead rock, with no trace of anything related to either Sith or Jedi. At least, that's how it appeared on the surface. Ashoka could definitely sense something living on the planet but where? As she traversed the dry landscape looking for any sign of what sought,  the heat of the planet's four suns beat down upon her without mercy. Thirst, hunger, and fatigue soon set in but she refused to give in. She'd heard that Jedi Masters could use the Force to sustain themselves when food and water were absent, if only for a short time. Ashoka would be the first to admit she was far from the Rank of Master, she knew she had try.

The former Padawan was surprised to find that, after only a few minutes of concentration, she felt a considerable increase in her energy and stamina.  More than that, she could feel the familiar warmth in her body again. It was more subtle than usual, but it was there.
 
Two days into her trek, Ashoka's energy began to fade and she came to rest in a spacious cave. Although it seemed as if she had been wondering aimlessly, she felt content and certain she was close to her destination. These thoughts allowed her to drift into a sleep more peaceful than she'd had in quite some time.

As Ashoka slept, she dreamed. They felt almost like her visions, but different, stronger somehow. She saw her past as a Padawan and her time fighting in the Clone Wars before the dream dissolved into new scenes of a young man named Luke training to be a Jedi and facing off against a Sith Lord in black armor called Darth Vader. Both reminded her of Anakin for some reason. The last thing she saw and heard before waking up was Vader telling Luke that he was his father.
 
Shaking her head to clear her mind, the former Padawan saw that it was now morning and left the cave to continue her quest. She was surprised  to find the landscape had changed entirely to one that resembled the desert planet of Jakku. Ashoka had never been there before but knew the reputation of it's scavengers well enough.  The Force had sent her, that much was certain, but why?

She walked only a short time until she found what appeared to be a graveyard of ships, none of which she even remotely recognized. A scavenger was in the middle of leaving one of them when she approached. Ashoka know almost immediately that it was female. 
 
The scavenger surprised the former Padawan by walking towards her, removing her head-wrap as she went. "Hello Ahoka," she said with a smile "I've been expecting you."

Ashoka stared at the Scaveger with wide eyes. She seemed barely older than her but the Force practically radiated from her body. It was almost unreal! "Are you Master Ellora?"

The scavenger laughed. "Not hardly. My name's Rey. Master Ellora sent me here to test you on her behalf. She knows  you're worthy, but she feels each of her pupils should be treated equally."

"And...you're one of them I take it?"  "I will be, someday." Ashoka was a bit put off by this strange response. Before she could ask about it, Rey said "right then. Are you ready?" "For what?" "For the trials of course."

The scavenger walked back towards the ship graveyard as it morphed into the entrance to some kind of arena. Ashoka quickly followed, but was still very confused. "Wait a minute! What kind of 'trials' are we talking about?"

"So glad you asked." Rey said as they stepped fully into the arena. It was huge and built like an ancient coliseum. There was even a throne placed above them for some kind of ruler to sit in and pass judgement. One thing that struck Ashoka was how big it was. 

She was so distracted by the sight that she nearly tripped over the staff that had suddenly appeared at her feet. Rey just smiled and motioned for her to pick it up. "Your first trial is a simple armed combat against me. Ready? Begin!"

Ashoka had never fought with anything other than a light-saber, but her sheer determination helped her keep pace with Rey despite the later's almost unnatural skill. A full hour passed before Rey said "well done, let's call it a draw."

Ashoka nodded and tried not to look as winded as she actually was. The thick sheen of sweat that coated her body obviously didn't help. But she smiled, knowing she was one step closer to her goal.

"Next, we'll test your overall physical strength and endurance. Lift this barbell." Rey gestured to the weight as it appeared beside her. Ashoka gulped: it was the exact same weight she had struggled with during the vision that started all this.

The former Padawan started to feel her confidence wane and was hesitant to approach. Rey merely chuckled. "Not feeling up to it? How 'bout if we make it a bit more interesting? Like say, turn it into a contest?"

A second, identical barbell appeared beside Ashoka. This was followed by a third, fourth, and fifth one. Rey approached one and the others were soon approached by three figures who appeared from out of nowhere. Ashoka knew right away that one was Asaji Ventress, her body as normal as it always was. The other two  took her by surprise: it was Hera Syndulla and Sabine Wren! Both looked normal as well, but smirking just the same. 

"Everyone lifts until they can't lift anymore." Rey instructed "Ready? Begin!" Everyone but Ashoka gripped the bar right away. She wasn't sure if she could do it, but the smirking faces of her rivals convinced her to give it her all. She strained with effort, sweating even more profusely for several minutes until she was finally able to lift it over her head.

The former Padawan was rewarded with a surge of power through her body. Her muscles expanded noticably and the warm sensation returned, making her moan softly in pleasure. Ashoka then looked to see Rey and the others had gone through similar changes. To her chargin, they looked bigger and stronger than her.  "Very nice," Rey commented "looks like everyone passed the first round. On to Round two!"

The Barbell suddenly doubled in weight and everyone attempted to lift it again. Ashoka strained even more than before despite her increased strength, her knuckles white and her face red. Still, she once again completed the lift and was rewarded with another bout of muscle growth. She now resembled a lightweight female bodybuilder. "Round three!"